STOP

STOP please...I beg you just stop You're trampling on my purity...it's all that I've got The whispers The lies Vicious Wolves in disguise The images The privileges....taken The brokenness of words not said...never...spoken STOP please...I beg you to yield You're creating a wound in my that I doubt will ever heal... How many lives have you ruined? How many spirits have you killed? How many lives have you taken? How many pregnancies...stilled? How many identities did you steal? This is the rape of a spirit like mine... The one that's been broken time after time.. It's the questioning It's the haunting That makes this life so daunting...revolving around every situation the rapist placed my way Stealing every good thing that ever came my way! This is the rape I've been trying to hide It's lustfulness, digging down deep inside.. It's familiar It felt good..to my flesh I'll admit But my spirit was screaming...for the rapist to quit. You see rape..isn't always physical...it isn't always about sex It's the heart that is taken... The no, overruled by a yes It's destructive and life changing Ruining and degrading.. This is the Spirit rape...